Black Morass glowbell [m]

He watches her contemplate his words carefully. He’s not shy in what he suggests — the fact that she passed through his territory without a thought as to if she really should. Oh, she’s lucky Kynareth is easily swayed by those with beauty. 

Though, he finds her even more interesting as she tilts her pretty face up. Those bright eyes of hers becoming sly — mysterious almost and Kyn finds himself mirroring her look. One of unbridled interest making itself known on his handsome face. His brows are furrowed just a hair, but not in any type of ire or rage. Only a serious curiosity. 

You punish me now for it? The Grandmaster quirks as brow at her smile and his own appears on his maw. Oh, she wants to play with him? He loves games and to him, she’s initiating one type of game he can’t help but humor her with. He’s sure she’s wary or frightened of him though. He is a giant man, pelt scarred in some places, and hard muscle beneath. If he’s able to catch her, she’d be done for if he really wanted to bloody his teeth. For now, it’s not his need for bloodshed that shows through — it’s his curiosity in a beautiful woman that dares play him at his own game if only to get out unscathed. He can’t really be mad at her, he’d probably do the same. 

So he dares to move closer this time. There’s no maliciousness on his face, only curious eyes and his own sly smile. He moves casually, not too close, but probably too close for a scared woman’s comfort.

“Oh? Punishment?” He hums at her words. “Only if you want me to, darling.” It’s then that his tone takes up one of a more suggestive nature — a low purr in his voice. “Perhaps you’d allow me to escort you out after you’ve done whatever you wandered in here to do.” He even suggests almost politely. 

Damn, Kynareth’s a slave for a beautiful woman. She trespassed and now he’s considering allowing her to do whatever she wandered in here to do before escorting her out. He’s not soft, but he is easily swayed occasionally. He isn’t always a monster. Actually he’s only a monster when others force him to be, or if he’s feeling particularly rowdy that day.